It's all helter skelter in the end [Voice]

[entro_pist]

[Transmission begins with a bit of static and a distant "La di dah di dah" sung off key, then a sighed "whew"]

What a mess, Econtra. What. A. Mess.

[There are gritty sounds of rubble being tread upon and kicked aside, wreckage left behind from the Indigeo's game of tag. Echoing in the distant background are sounds of destruction - electrical cracks

Comments

[gm_kragok]

I figured you'd be around and about soon enough.

[entro_pist]

Miss me, Grandmaster? I find I'm not cut out to be the bystander.

[voice; sinister cheer]

[gm_kragok]

I'll admit, I did actually miss the chaos you can bring to this community by words alone.

But in case you haven't noticed, you're outclassed, Joker. The Keepers, the Warden, and the suddenness of it all are providing more wild havoc than you could ever hope to on your own.

Their chaos also has a finite end. If we all die, it's over. If you want the game to continue, then you might not have much choice other than to help.

[voice; perceptive amusement]

[entro_pist]

Bravo. Arguments for comradeship don't get any more persuasive than that. You might've been the first to say it that way, but you're not the only one here capable of putting things into perspective for himself. I know this city... this prison camp... has something in store for us. I know things won't stay as they are forever. Whether it's gonna be this so-called war or some other catastrophe, if I'm forced to "take a side", it'll be the one that offers the most bang for the buck.

And for the record, of course I'm outclassed -- I don't shoot bolts of lightning from my hands. But the thing about degeneration, it doesn't have to rely on any physical means. No, no... it's all about what happens inside your head. Sure, that crass little burial stunt opened a few eyes, but it was the aftermath that turned this compound on itself...

[dark chuckle]

[voice; wicked laughter]

[gm_kragok]

Ah ha ha ha ha HA! There's only one side here that accepts offers to join it, Joker! The Keepers don't exactly seem interested in anyone, whether they want 'bang for the buck' or not.

We're being on the record about this? You can't possibly comprehend how familiar I am with that, Joker. Spend most of your life trapped in a dimension without light and water. Return to your home, taste real air, sunlight, freedom, only to be trapped there once more.

I understand degeneration more than you can possibly understand in your lifetime. I won't pretend to understand you, but I do understand your point.